GOOD MOURNING, LOCK US DOWN!

Well here we are again, our 2nd Mourning Lockdown in less than 18 months.

Phil the Greek kicked his own bails off the stumps in April 2021 and soon after the QE2 sprang a leak and cashed in her chips.

Mixed metaphors like that are what we are going to get for the next 2 weeks as broadcasters find ever more desperate ways to say the same fucking thing.

I thought I’d get a head start on the final few furlongs of this Competitive Mourning Steeplechase.

The winner will be the most mawkish and the one closest to sobbing on air without actually doing it.

Yesterday (writing this on Saturday 10th September 2022) I saw some demented woman kissing the hand of the new King outside Buckingham Palace.

I found that image repulsive, powerful people can take the mind away from the weak and leave them left with only mindless things to do.

We think of that behaviour as something of the past, it’s not, never will be, it will be with us forever, we love a bit of hierarchy.

Mycroft.